Homeless

Homeless

April 15, 2013

This is my fourth month out on the streets of Boston, MA. Ironically, the past seven days have been somewhat easier than the rest, as summers have finally arrived. However, the rain couldn't stand my high hopes as it poured heavily, waking me up in a half drenched sleeping bag. I hung it out on the branch of a tree close by; well aware that it could get stolen by someone less fortunate than me, although it is hard to imagine such a person could actually exist.

Today was a lot like other days, the normal - I woke up ...